Where there is cake, there is hope. And there is always cake.

I do give books as gifts sometimes, when people would rather have one than a new Ferrari.

Sorrow is not a raven perched persistently above a chamber door. Sorrow is a thing with teeth, and while in time it retreats, it comes back at the whisper of it's name.

Even if God exists, does He know that you do?

Is rule of thumb in writing game: if story requires many long descriptions of smells so vile that will give reader nausea, is not likely to find publisher.

Always, beneath every apparent chaos, order waits to be revealed.

I have been reading Stephen King since CARRIE and hope to read him for many years to come.